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Updated: May 19, 2025
A friend, their families had been associated for years, had been hurt and sent for him.... Return immediately. He paused, in the act of leaving, at the door of the library, waiting for Edward Dunsack to join him; but the other had resolutely turned his back upon Gerrit. He showed no indication of departure.
She was unable, however, to think of any possible manner of introducing the new subject of her interest, love, and was forced to be content with an indifferent opening. "We were all quite surprised when Mr. Dunsack called yesterday," she said. "He isn't in the least a friend of the family. Grandfather went to sea with his father, but even they didn't speak for years in Salem.
He repeated discontentedly that everything on sea and land had fallen into a decline. Others followed with a number of Korean boxes, strapped and locked with copper, and wicker baskets. A man in charge said to Gerrit Ammidon: "The chest was left for Mr. Dunsack at the foot of Hardy Street, sir, as you ordered. The inspector sent it off complimentary with your personal things."
"Well, Nettie," Gerrit said, moving forward promptly, "it's pleasant to see you again." Her hand was cold and still. "Dunsack, too." "I am obliged to you for my chest," the latter told him, unmoved by Gerrit's quizzical gaze. "Glad to do it for you," the other replied; "it came ashore with my personal things, and so, perhaps, saved you something." "Perhaps," Dunsack agreed levelly.
It was nice there in the afternoon, lying off the beach with the white cottages among the palms and orange trees and the band playing in the grove by Government House." Captain Dunsack frowned at the trivial character of these memories. He muttered something about the weight of the Lord, and the carnal hearts of the men in ships. Jeremy declared, "Stuff!
Edward Dunsack recognized the scents that stirred from her, more Eastern and disturbing even than opium: there was a subtle natural odor of musk, the perfumes of henna and clove blossoms and santal.
To her astonishment she had forgotten Nettie Vollar's existence a shaken voice from the bed demanded: "Uncle Edward, what's come over you! Don't you see Mrs. Ammidon! Oh " her speech rose in a choked exclamation. Edward Dunsack had turned the key and was crossing the room with a dark twisted face, his eyes stark and demented.
The Dunsacks are a little common." "I know," Taou Yuen replied. "Mr. Dunsack a long time in Canton, at the American agents. China is bad for men like him. Black spirits get in them and the ten sins." "He stared at you in the rudest way." "He never saw a Manchu lady before. In China the dog would not have passed by the first gate.
She told herself arbitrarily that Edward Dunsack had lied for the purpose which his conduct afterward made clear but her very feeling was proof that she believed he had spoken the truth. She was a victim of an uneasy curiosity to see... she made a violent mental effort and recaptured the name Nettie Vollar.
Laurel again grasped the large hand and they turned to leave. Jeremy Ammidon nodded to Nettie. Nothing remained for her but the place on Hardy Street; then she saw that the others had stopped and were signaling for her. "Captain Dunsack... old friend," the elder said abruptly. "Stubborn as the devil. No worse than me, though, no worse than me. Confounded proud, too.
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